Sentences with phrase «out of the floor transforming»

Your butler will be pleased to serve iced cocktails at the pool's wet bar, inside at the touch of a button a large HDTV rises out of the floor transforming the living room into a home cinema.

Not exact matches

Upstairs, a conference room that looks like something straight out of the board game «Clue» — with dark wood walls, marble floors and candelabras — can quickly transform into a swanky restaurant with dishes culled from a nearby cupboard and a removable fireplace.

A mosaic of Granada Tile transformed this room into a jewel box and helps the floor stand out against walls painted Decorators White by Benjamin Moore.

At the same time, the rise of the Internet and social media transformed once closed, industry - focused runway shows into consumer - facing marketing exercises that nonetheless still took place six months before collections hit shop floors, throwing fashion's media and retail cycles out of sync.

Hang things from the ceiling out of reach that can attract with gentle movement; use floor graphics to draw people through narrow spaces; try gobo light projections [where cut out images or patterns are slotted in front of a light projector or lamp] to transform ordinary walls into moving, colourful messages.

Here, Burgin continued his reorientation of photography from floor to wall, but rather than transform his pictures into precious prints, matted and framed, Burgin fixed his images to the gallery as a series of posters, pasting them straight to the wall (although not, as with Possession, out in the streets).

Two of Chicago's most vibrant art personalities duke it out for your bids on the gallery floor: Victoria Espy Burns, Principal of Burns Sowder, an arts advisory that uses art and culture to transform people, organizations and brands, v.s. Thomas McCormick, Director of Thomas McCormick Gallery.

A provocative and sometimes controversial project, the artists transformed this domestic environment from floor to ceiling, inside and out, reinterpreting the concept of «making a home» and offering a critique of patriarchal oppression.

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,

Such as the formation recalling somewhat a mountain landscape does, when transforming into a honeycombed architecture consisting out of hundreds of rods, further anchored to the floor, thus shapes connect to the projection of a rotating disco ball.

The once - bare gallery was transformed into a kind of South Beach, if South Beach knew about minimalism: white vinyl covered the floors, which had been transformed into a dance floor, chrome bar stools stood as if waiting for customers to sip sugary cocktails, and the windows wore PVC covering to block out the imagined hot Miami sun.

It will feature nine London artists; from award winning sculptor, and former Natural History Museum artist in residence, Tessa Farmer, who stages tiny, skeleton fairies on insect carcasses (see above), to the three - dimensional painter Piers Secunda, who makes life - sized sculptures out of industrial floor paint, the artists demonstrate how source materials can be transformed into something spectacular.

The redesign of their earlier not so fancy floor cleaner follows typical Method standards by taking a typical boring bottle of cleaning solution and transforming it into something a consumer may actually leave out in the open when they aren't using it.

A mosaic of Granada Tile transformed this room into a jewel box and helps the floor stand out against walls painted Decorators White by Benjamin Moore.